You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Correction, its not possible for a MATERIALISTIC person to be poor and feel happy.Kerpal said:I don't think it's possible to be poor and feel happy at the same time.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
..or go live in/near princeton NJJulius_Seizeher said:The only people who say "Money can't buy happiness", never had any money anyway.
That is American B.S. Since when do Americans venture to third world villages? Tell me? When? They don't!! Those third world village people would risk their lives for a flat screen tv. Trust me. You go be a Somalian!n00bPimp said:Correction, its not possible for a MATERIALISTIC person to be poor and feel happy.
Have you ever been to isolated third world villages? Even tho in our terms they are poor, eveyone there is very peaceful and happy.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
I was born in Peru, so yes I have traveled and stayed at places like these. But I was too materialistic back then to appreciate it.BigJimbo said:That is American B.S. Since when do Americans venture to third world villages? Tell me? When? They don't!! Those third world village people would risk their lives for a flat screen tv. Trust me. You go be a Somalian!
Trust me. I have been to piss poor Ukrainian villages and seen how "happy" people are. NOT! The people in the ritzy areas of Kyiv with their $500,000 cars and penchant for fancy drinks seem a lot happier to me.
In saying this...after you reach a certain level of wealth more money DOES NOT improve how you feel. Basically, a typical male just needs a nice car, a nice tv, sports, a nice drink, and a young girlfriend who will give him his nice drinks while he watches sports. Reason my favorite place on earth is a country like Ukraine.
Words out of my mouth, talk about a false dilemma, this poll is the sort of crap Hollywood tries to spoon-feed us.Kerpal said:I don't think it's possible to be poor and feel happy at the same time.
Hollywood and real life have nothing in common. Remember that and you are above 95% of the people you are around.bigjohnson said:Words out of my mouth, talk about a false dilemma, this poll is the sort of crap Hollywood tries to spoon-feed us.
I choose option #3, rich and happy.
You can skip the expensive cars, the fancy clothes, and the endless gym selfies. Completely unnecessary.
I used to freeze the second a beautiful woman looked my way. Frustrated. Awkward. Watching other guys walk away with the girl while I stood there tongue-tied.
Then I discovered 22 simple rules that rewired my entire dating life. The anxiety vanished. Conversations flowed effortlessly. Women started chasing me for a change.
These rules trigger a woman's subconscious attraction switches. And you can start using them tonight.
That's bc they know themselves better than we do, that they are perpetually unhappy, so might as well have money for the rest of their sad, sorry lives.n00bPimp said:By the poll it seems very clear that most people would rather be poor and happy.
Here's somehting I found very interesting, when I aksed this same question to the women at my job ( i work around mostly women) 4 out of 6 said they'd rather be rich and unhappy.
This shows how different women are from us.
All that's clear is that you don't know how to make a decent poll. "Well ****, would I rather be happy or not?"n00bPimp said:By the poll it seems very clear ....
It's actually worse than that. It's a case of making up two stupidly simplistic and essentially impossible situations and then pretending they make sense and THEN trying to discuss them thoughtfully. Hmmmm. Well, hmmmm.San Jose California said:Finally ...
Emperor of Jupiter. Molasses tastes horrible.bigjohnson said:"Which would be better, to be made of molasses or to be emperor of Jupiter?"
Well sh*t, let me ponder which I'll choose.
Its just a poll, there are bigger things in life to waste emotion over.bigjohnson said:All that's clear is that you don't know how to make a decent poll. "Well ****, would I rather be happy or not?"
Idiotic. Really. It's the sort of question a media douchebag would ask.
Why not ask something really interesting instead of fluffy baby-diaper diarrhea like this, if you have to ask anything at all?
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.